The hand-held radio beside Cynthia squawked, demanding attention."Yes?" Cynthia queried in Arabic, after keying the radio.Shawn was in charge of the i...terns, but Cynthia was the only remaining member of the original party at the house that understood Arabic. Only one of the guards understood any English, and his spoken English was very broken."Four soldiers just passed the check point," the guard reported in Arabic. "We weren't sure of their destination, but there is no doubt now. They are. ’ ‘Ohmigod that could be devastating for you?’ ‘Well I was upset to find out about them but I don’t believe they know I know. I’m now at the stage of admiring Joe for his good taste.’ ‘Well, you are sounding like an interesting person. I only associate with persons I find interesting. I’ll be at the bar and grill. Goodbye. Charmaine cut the call before she heard a response. She called her publisher’s commissioning editor. ‘Oh hi Charmaine,’ said Mary-Anne (M-A), sounding if she welcomed a. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was seconds away from blowing my load that had been boiling inside my balls for what seemed an eternity. I swiftly pulled out of her mouth catching her by surprise but she quickly caught on. Pushing my hands off and regaining control of my shaft, she jack hammered my cock, twisting and turning her hands. With expert aim she lined up my cock with her flawless face not a moment too soon for liquid fire spurted from my head. Wave after wave of hot cum splashed across. I felt it click. After putting my key away, I turned the doorknob, quietly opened the door and stepped inside. Dana and Jerome were right behind me. I immediately heard Katie's voice. "Fuck me you son of a bitch! Fuck me hard! Give it to me! Make me cum!" Next to me Dana grasped my wrist. I turned. She was smiling at me. She whispered, "Be strong Frankie." I smiled back at her. With a background of Katie's steady cries urging Pete on to greater efforts, we silently passed through the kitchen.